Honghuang: It makes sense that there are four Sanqing, right?

After a moment of reflection, Xu Qing stopped looking and fled with all his might, soon arriving at the foot of Buzhou Mountain.

Nuwa had already become a saint, and if she were to expand her divine consciousness, its range would naturally be much wider than that of the Queen Mother of the West. Therefore, when Xu Qing landed, she had already been waiting at the foot of the mountain for a long time.

"Fellow Daoist, instead of staying at Qingtu Residence with Houtu, what brings you to my desolate Buzhou Mountain?"

Nuwa and Xu Qing were already very familiar with each other, so she didn't stand on ceremony and instead made a joke.

Xu Qing smiled upon hearing this and responded.

"I also wish to stay at Qingtu Residence, but I have an urgent matter that I need your help with, so I have to come and bother you."

Nuwa then smiled and said.

"Oh~ In the primordial world now, there are still things that Fellow Daoist Xu Qing cannot do. Tell me about them."

Xu Qing cupped his hands in greeting.

"I need some Primordial Soil to refine magical artifacts. I've calculated that there was once Primordial Soil in Buzhou Mountain. I wonder if it's in your possession, or if you know anything about it."

Upon hearing this, Nuwa suppressed her smile, turned her head as if deep in thought, and after a while shook her head regretfully and said...

"I have absolutely no recollection of it."

"However... I have witnessed your ability to deduce, and I believe you are right. You may go to Buzhou Mountain to search for it; perhaps this treasure has not yet appeared in the world."

Xu Qing nodded and said, "Okay."

Nuwa turned half her body to the side and reached out her hand.

"Please, fellow Daoist."

"Please~"

Afterwards, the two went up the mountain together, with Xu Qing in front and Nuwa behind. Both of them used their divine senses to search for the aura of the Creation Soil in the surrounding area.

The two went to great lengths to find the Creation Soil, but after three days, they had searched every inch of Buzhou Mountain and every grain of soil.

The results of it?

Nothing was gained!

After walking around the waist of Buzhou Mountain for the last time, Nuwa looked at Xu Qing with some regret and said.

"It seems this treasure has been snatched up by someone else."

Xu Qing, on the other hand, remained calm. So many years have passed since Nuwa created humans, it was highly likely that the gourd vine had been taken away, so he didn't hold out much hope.

Therefore, he simply shook his head slightly.

"It seems this treasure is not meant for me. I will try to find it elsewhere. I am truly sorry to have troubled you this time. If you ever need my help again, I will do my best to assist you."

"Definitely... Huh? What's that noise?"

As Nuwa responded to Xu Qing, she suddenly heard the chirping of crickets coming from not far away.

"Fu-xi!"

Nuwa immediately realized that Fuxi was playing cricket fighting again. She glanced at Xu Qing, her face darkening, and walked towards the source of the sound. Xu Qing followed behind her, simply because it was fun.

Since becoming a recluse, Fuxi has been obsessed with cricket fighting. Previously, when Xu Qing first arrived at Buzhou Mountain, Fuxi was not there; he had gone to look for crickets.

He also brought along a fellow enthusiast.

Upon their return, the two couldn't wait to start a cricket fight. Fearing that Nuwa would discover them, Fuxi chose to fight the crickets outside Nuwa's palace, using his Bagua (Eight Trigrams) technique to conceal the fight and keep it a small-scale event from being discovered by Nuwa.

Unexpectedly, Nuwa was right next to her. The cricket was not detected by her aura, but it was attracted by her ordinary sound.

Xu Qing and Nuwa walked to the source of the sound and, sure enough, saw Fuxi carrying a cricket cage.

Upon seeing Nuwa, Fuxi was clearly frightened, scratching the back of his head and could only manage an awkward smile.

This situation was within their expectations, but... there was another person opposite Fuxi, who was also an old acquaintance of Xu Qing and Nuwa, which was something they never expected.

Dijiang!

"Big brother? What are you doing here?"

Xu Qing couldn't hold back any longer. "Dijiang, when did you get this? Does Houtu know?"

Dijiang was still watching Fuxi make a fool of himself, but he didn't notice that Xu Qing was also there, carrying a cricket cage. He was caught off guard by Xu Qing's question and replied awkwardly.

"Uh...I...this..."

"Little brother, you don't know, there's nothing there at all, it's so boring."

"As luck would have it, Brother Fuxi heard that there were mosquitoes at the Great Luo realm in the Blood Sea, so he wanted to see if he could find a cricket with a higher cultivation level."

"Who am I? Brother Fuxi has come all the way to Blood Sea, so I have to take good care of him. I can't let people look down on Blood Sea."

"So I went with Brother Fuxi to find crickets, and we finally found two, both of which were not yet sentient but had some ferocious beast bloodline."

"Brother Fuxi asked me to play with him again. I'm a loyal friend, so even though I didn't want to play, I agreed. I, Dijiang, am an honest man."

"After we finished the game, he said he wanted to go back to Buzhou Mountain. I thought to myself, Buzhou Mountain is like my home, and I haven't been back to visit it in a long time, so I went with him."

"Then, it's now. This time, he asked me to play with crickets again, but I don't like them at all."

As Dijiang spoke, his thoughts became clearer and clearer. He even waved his hand as he spoke, putting the cricket aside.

Xu Qing almost rolled her eyes at him. Your cricket cage is made of Xuanxue Spirit Crystal, and you dare to say you don't like crickets at all.

That's a Xuanxue Spirit Crystal, which takes tens of thousands of tons of blood sea water to condense into just one. It's enough to forge a spirit treasure.

Forget it, I can't control them anyway. Their chances of becoming saints are slim, and their cultivation has already reached the peak of quasi-saints. Since we're bored, let them play around.

Thinking of this, Xu Qing felt somewhat discouraged.

"Alright, alright, then please continue, brother."

Nuwa looked at Xu Qing in surprise. "Dude, you're just going to abandon Dijiang like this?"

If you don't take care of Dijiang, how can I take care of Fuxi?

Wouldn't that make me look like a bad person?!

There was nothing she could do but force a smile.

"Brother, you should keep playing too."

Looking at Nuwa's smiling face, Fuxi felt a chill run down his spine. Continuing was impossible, so he asked...

"This... I haven't asked yet, little sister, what are you and Fellow Daoist Xu Qing doing here?"

Nuwa looked at Xu Qing, who nodded, and then Nuwa answered Fuxi.

"Fellow Daoist Xu Qing needs the Creation Soil, and he also deduced that there was once the aura of the Creation Soil in Buzhou Mountain."

"He and I are searching for this treasure here."

"By the way, brother, you've also lived in Buzhou Mountain for a long time. Do you have any news about the Breath Soil?"

Believe it or not, Fuxi had actually deduced the news about the Creation Soil. He thought for a moment and said.

"Before you attained enlightenment, I calculated that you would need the Nine Heavens Breath Soil to achieve it. However, this matter was of too great importance, and I dared not reveal the secrets of heaven. Later, for some reason, the secrets of heaven became chaotic, and I never expected that I would have made a mistake."

"However... that's why I once calculated the news about the Nine Heavens Breath Soil. It was indeed in Buzhou Mountain at the time. Later, after you attained enlightenment, I stopped paying attention to it."

"Just a few days after you attained enlightenment, I sensed the presence of a treasure-hunting rat on Mount Buzhou. Now it seems that it was probably taken away by that rat."

Just when things seemed hopeless, Xu Qing was overjoyed. The treasure-hunting rat? He knew it well!